
The main celebration occurs today 13th of December and in May. St. Lucy is also popular among children in some regions of North-Eastern Italy, namely Trentino, East Lombardy and some parts of Veneto and Friuli, where she brings gifts to good children and coal to bad ones. Children are asked to leave some food for Lucia (a sandwich, or anything else available at the moment) and for the flying donkey that helps her carry gifts (flour, sugar, or salt), but they must not see Santa Lucia delivering gifts or she will throw ashes in their eyes, temporarily blinding them.

St Lucy’s Day in Italy is celebrated with torchlight processions and bonfires, clear indications of her role as light bringer. Apparently untroubled by the gruesome imagery, we eat St. Lucy’s eyes, cakes or biscotti shaped like eyeballs. In honor of a miracle performed by St Lucy during a famine in 1582 (she made a flotilla of grain-bearing ships appear in the harbor — the people were so hungry they boiled and ate the grain without grinding it into flour), Sicilians don't eat anything made with wheat flour on her day. Instead they eat potatoes or rice in the form of “arancine”, golden croquettes shaped and fried to the color of oranges and filled with chopped meats. In Palermo, everyone eats “cuccia”, a dessert of whole-wheat berries cooked in water, then mixed with sweet ricotta.

10 comments:
That's very interesting...amazing how gruesome some of these martyrdoms are!
What interesting entries you post Antonella, you teach us so many things we did not know. That food looks very tempting, I would certainly like to try one of those.
This is such an interesting post, Antonella! There is a big real estate company here named Sta. Lucia, but I never bothered finding out the reason for the name or its origin. I should read more about her and pray to her too — my eyesight is getting worse every year.
The customs you have are also so fascinating. I find the "St. Lucy's eyes" food so funny! You're right about how we get so used to names we don't think of their real meanings anymore, until someone else points it out to us. I love potato croquettes!
Thank you for a great post!
Thanks for telling us about St. Lucia Antonella. It was really gruesome but I enjoyed it just the same. :o)
Love Sandra xxxx
Bravissima Antonella! Where did you find all this information?! I will link this post to mine on the Verona Daily.... I was tired and I couldn't think, let alone write a satisfactory explanation about S. Lucia....
Here in Verona no eyeballs to eat.... This detail doesn't exist here!
A hug!
Very interesting entry, I learn something new each time I read your jounal, and the food looks mouthwatering.
Take care
Yasmin
xx
That dessert does look really tasty! The story of the martyrdom was a bit creepy and gruesome though!
Your Coldplay pictures were really good - you were really lucky to get such a good close up picture of Chris Martin.
So difficult to be a saint. So glad it's a lot easier these days.
Bye bye from rome. Enzo
I enjoyed your lovely post very much and wanted to share another Lucy story from a grandmother who lives now in the US but grew up in Sweden:
http://svensto.blogspot.com/2008/12/lucia.html
The internet is fascinating!
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